The Weavers - The Roving Kind Lyrics

As I cruised out one evening upon a night's career
I spied a lofty clipper ship and to her I did steer
I heisted out my signals which she so quickly knew
And when she saw my bunting fly she immediately hove to-woo-woo

She had a dark and rovin' eye, and her hair hung down in ringlets
She was a nice girl, a proper girl but one of the rovin' kind

Oh pardon me, she says to me, for being out so late
But if my parents heard of this all sad would be my fate
My father is in politics, a good and righteous man
My mother is an acrobat, I do the best I can

She had a dark and rovin' eye, and her hair hung down in ringlets
She was a nice girl, a proper girl but one of the rovin' kind

I took her for some fish and chips and treated her so fine
And hardly did I realize she was the rovin' kind
I kissed her lips, I missed her lips and found to my surprise
She was nothin' but a pirate ship rigged up in a disguise

She had a dark and rovin' eye, and her hair hung down in ringlets
She was a nice girl, a proper girl but one of the rovin' kind

So, come all you good sailor men who sail the wintry sea
And come, all you apprentice lads, a warnin' take from me
Beware of lofty clipper ships, they'll be the ruin of you
For 'twas there she made me walk the plank and pushed me under, too

She had a dark and rovin' eye-uh-eye and her hair hung down in ringlets
She was a nice girl, a proper girl but one of the rovin' kind